Four #2
Rolling me to my back, his hands and mouth glided all over my body again, negating his concern about my using him for his body.
The next morning, I awoke plastered to Grayson’s chest with his arms wrapped tightly around me.
Memories of the two times he thoroughly loved my body rolled through my mind along with the conversation we had had between the two romps.
I couldn’t find anything in his words that sent up red flags.
And I would hope after being snowed before that I would now be a little more adept at seeing through the facade.
That I wouldn’t be so easily fooled again. Although it really was a moot point seeing as it was already too late;
I was too attached and had to hope I had made the right decision in trusting him. Case in point: I was in no hurry to extricate myself from his embrace.
Grayson nuzzled into my hair and kissed the top of my head.
“Good morning, Princess.
Did you have any sexy wet dreams about me? I had a ton about you.”
“I don’t think I dreamt about anything.”
Leaning back, I peered up at him and grinned.
Sexy dreams about him would have been nice, but I really enjoyed getting a restful sleep.
“Well, that sucks.
Although I’d rather you dreamt about nothing than for you to have had a bad dream.
I’m happy you talked to me last night.”
“I feel good about sharing with you too.
I feel like it was a right decision.”
“And another right decision you made was sleeping naked last night.
Thank you for letting me convince you not to put on my shirt and boxers.
Waking up with your skin against mine feels fucking perfect.”
His dick pushed up against my stomach.
“I promise I’ll keep him under control.
Unless you don’t want me to.”
He waggled his eyebrows at me.
“How about some food first?”
My stomach chose that moment to release a huge growl.
I giggled.
“You took everything out of me.
I need to refuel before I can do anything even remotely energetic.”
Untangling myself from his arms, I slipped from the bed, grabbed his shirt and boxers from the floor to tug on, and then scrambled to the bathroom to take care of business and brush my teeth.
After Grayson used the bathroom, he led me out to the kitchen.
“How about an omelet and some bacon?”
He walked over to the refrigerator and started grabbing ingredients.
“What can I do to help?”
He handed me a mixing bowl, spoon, eggs, and shredded cheese.
“Start mixing that up and I’ll chop up some other things to add in.”
While I mixed, he chopped and tossed the additional vegetables into the bowl.
Then I was in charge of keeping an eye on the omelet while he fried up the bacon.
When everything was ready, he made us each a cup of coffee and we sat down to eat.
“I know you had said you needed to go home today for clothes and stuff for work, but I’m hoping you’re planning on spending most of the day with me.
I’m not ready to take you home yet.
And not just because I want another chance to feast on your pussy.”
He smirked around his mouthful of egg.
My cheeks heated.
“And you know I won’t say no to that.
But I would like to get home before dinner.
I’d like to do some cleaning up and I probably have at least one load of laundry to do, maybe even two.
I’ll need to keep my evenings free for whatever day my dad wants to get together for dinner. And I’d like to see you again this week too.”
“As long as I don’t have any meetings crop up this week, I’d like to see you a few times.
Just let me know what evening you’re seeing your dad so we don’t cross paths yet.”
“That’s a really good idea.
Not that I’m going to hide my relationship with you, but I have to find a good way to ease him into the idea.”
My lips pulled into a frown.
Hiding our relationship made me feel as if I was ashamed of Grayson.
But I wasn’t.
Tucking his fingers under my chin, he pulled my face up to meet his eyes.
“Princess, I know you’re not keeping this a secret to be a bitch.
I know it’s going to make things difficult for you and I don’t want that.
So you let me know how you want this to roll.
And I’ll be there in whatever capacity you need.”
He dropped a gentle kiss to my lips.
“Thank you for that.”
Yeah, I wasn’t making a mistake giving him my trust.
He pulled his phone from his pocket and tapped on the screen.
“It seems Sage and Ryder will be bringing their daughter home in the early afternoon.
I can take you home before that so I can clean up the place a bit.
Or you can chill out here while I clean and then hang out with us until you want me to take you home.”
“I doubt Dani is home.
So I’d just be bored there anyway staring at her hamster.
And probably smelling him too.”
I popped a bite of bacon into my mouth.
“I love her dearly, but she never cleans up after that thing.
I wish she would’ve never bought him.
And the really weird thing is she isn’t a slob.
She doesn’t leave dirty clothes or dishes around or anything. And she takes her turn for cleaning the place. But when it comes to that hamster, forget it. It’s like she’s immune to his smell or something.”
Grayson wrinkled his nose.
“How about when we hang out together, we do it at my place then? When we’re not out somewhere that is.”
A chuckle burst from my lips.
“Big bad biker dude can’t handle a smelly hamster.”
He narrowed his eyes at me.
“Are you taunting the big bad biker dude?”
His words were rough and came out on a growl
My own eyes widened.
“Holy shit.
I think I just dampened your boxers.”
He sprang from his stool and a split second later I leapt from my own with a squeal and tore down the hall.
When he caught up to me at his bedroom door, he slammed me up against the wood, trapped my wrists above my head in one of his large hands, and ground his very hard erection into my stomach.
Snaking his free hand under the waistband of the boxers I was wearing; he ran his finger along my folds and released a tortured groan.
His smoldering gaze shot to mine and almost incinerated me with its intensity.
“Hot damn.
You are soaking wet.
Can I fuck you before breakfast? I promise I’ll make it quick, but you won’t feel like you missed out on anything.”
Dropping open mouthed kisses up my neck, he licked his way to my ear before sucking on my lobe.
A pathetic whimper escaped my lips.
His kisses, his finger no longer teasing outside of my pussy but dipping inside in purposeful plunges had me rising up on my tip toes, chasing the sensations he had building inside of me like a match to gasoline soaked kindling.
“Why even ask the question when you know what you’re doing to me makes it so I can’t say no? That feels so good.”
My words came out on a breathless sigh.
Releasing my hands from his grasp, he then tucked his fingers under my chin to bring my focus to him.
“I will always give you the opportunity to say no.
But I can’t help it that ninety nine percent of the time you won’t be able to resist.
But you will always have a choice.”
While his gaze still flared with his barely restrained hunger, within the depths of his blue eyes burned an honesty that took my breath away as easily as his lust filled looks.
Grabbing his face in my hands, I yanked his mouth to mine.
In the next instant, I shoved my tongue between his lips and sought out his own.
Grayson released a feral growl right before lifting me into his arms, ripping the door open and slamming it shut behind us, and carrying me to his bed.
Dropping me onto his comforter, he tumbled down on top of me.
His mouth devouring mine like a starving man.
His lips, tongue, and teeth consumed me as his kisses overwhelmed me.
For a brief second, his lips left mine as he gathered the shirt I was wearing in his hands and whipped it over my head and onto the floor somewhere.
Then his mouth attacked my breasts.
There was no other word to describe the action.
His mouth sucked, lightly bit, and lapped at my breasts until I was a squirming, ready to detonate mass of need.
“Grayson, oh my God.
I’m going to explode.”
My choppy words were bursts of sound.
Slipping his hand back into my boxers, he slid his finger along my wet folds before circling my clit.
“Does this make it better, Brooke? Or should I do this?”
After one more swirl around my bud, he pressed his digit inside of me, twisting slightly to hit the best button ever and I shattered on a scream.
“Damn, Brooke.
Hearing you cry out my name makes me harder than steel.”
That massive piece of steel pulsated against my stomach.
“But one quick taste.
I can’t ever go without at least a taste.
You know how much I love your pussy.”
Sliding down my body, taking the boxers I was wearing with him, he maneuvered himself between my open legs.
Placing his hands on my inner thighs, he spread them wide before hunkering down and shoving his face right into my pussy.
I instinctively jerked at his non-hesitation.
He had no shame when it came to being naked, giving oral, or having sex.
Although it wasn’t like I was really timid when it came to giving myself to him.
Grayson was just a lot to take, but man did I reap the benefits of being on the receiving end of all of that self-assurance.
Grayson glanced up at me and gave me a devilish smirk before licking up my slit.
Body quivering, I shoved up into his face.
Needing no other encouragement, Grayson pushed his tongue inside my pussy while his finger glided up and down my labia.
When my quivering morphed into shudders, he dipped his digit inside and when he hit that wonderful button again my orgasm crashed over me.
Licking his lips, Grayson gazed up at me with a satisfied grin.
“Now that is lip smacking goodness right there.”
As he slid back up my body, his arm reached over to his nightstand to snatch a condom.
After ripping it open with his teeth and giving me another savage grin, he rolled it onto his length before settling on top of me.
Pressing the tip at my entrance, he held my gaze while he slowly sank inside.
“Princess, I am one lucky son of a bitch.
You feel so fucking good. Thank you for gifting me with your body and your trust.”
A deep throated groan slipped from his lips as he slid out and then slammed back in.
“Oh my God.
My orgasm is ramping up again already.”
He not only had an impressive dick; he was quite skilled at using it.
“Give me another one, Brooke.
Soak my cock with your sweet juices.
You’ve got a stranglehold on him and he’s not going to last much longer.”
Grayson started shuttling in and out of me in measured thrusts.
Sparks of electricity flashed across all of my nerve endings before culminating in a jumble at my center.
“I feel your pussy vibrating.
You’re close; aren’t you?”
Wrapping his arms around me, he rolled the two of us so that I now sat on top of him.
“You’ll get a great angle this way.
Get yourself off on me.
You’re close and I’m right fucking there with you.”
He growled; his blue eyes darkening like the ocean during a powerful storm with his lust.
Straddling his hips, my fingers digging into his shoulders to ground me, I rode his dick in desperation, sliding my clit along him with every pass.
My orgasm was just out of reach, but the tingles shooting toward my core grew in intensity with every thrust.
And when they morphed into white hot flashes and converged at my pussy, I blew apart.
Grayson wrapped his strong hands around my hips and thrust up into me one more time and joined me in his own release.
Energy zapped from me, I collapsed onto his chest, wrapping my arms around him.
“That was so good.
What a way to start the day.”
He kissed my forehead.
“That was the best way to start a day.”
His arms snaked around my waist and he cuddled me closer.
“I wouldn’t mind starting every day that way.
My insides are probably eating each other I’m so hungry, but let me hold you for another minute.”
He wrapped me even tighter into his embrace.
His words made a different kind of warmth spread through me.
Even though sex with Grayson was phenomenal; I couldn’t deny this tenderness brought about strong emotions and engulfed me with its significance.
There was no denying Grayson was all about sex, but I could truly trust that with me it was also a hell of a lot more than that.
My stomach rumbling against his triggered a fully belly laugh from Grayson.
“Fine.
I’ll cuddle with you later.
Don’t want your insides eating each other too.”
After pressing a kiss to the top of my head, his arms slid away.
I gave him one more squeeze before dropping to the mattress for a much needed breath.
Once I was convinced I wasn’t going to pass out from lack of oxygen to the brain, I slid off of the bed.
While I retrieved my clothes from the floor and quickly slipped into them, Grayson stepped into the bathroom for a minute and then tugged on a pair of gray sweats.
“Our food is going to be cold but that was so worth it.”
“Anytime, Princess.
I love your body.
And I fucking love making it feel good.”
He grabbed my hand and led me out to the kitchen.
“Not that you left me unsatisfied in any way.
You’re perfection.
The way your hot slick pussy clenches my dick; fucking nirvana.”
His words elicited a new round of tingles from my body.
Dropping down onto a stool, I forked a bite of my omelet.
“You do realize that will in no way deter me from teasing you.”
Breakfast was cold but still tasty.
Sliding onto the seat beside me, Grayson reached for his cup of coffee, but then thought better of the cold brew.
“I was hoping not.
But you still needed some sort of consequence.
And it made me feel a lot better about myself.”
He shot me a mischievous grin.
I rolled my eyes.
“I’ll make us more coffee.
There is no way we can drink that stuff.”
Grabbing our mugs from the bar, Grayson dumped the contents into the sink before making us each a fresh cup.
Once we were done with our cold breakfast but thankfully hot coffee, we cleaned up and changed clothes.
I found another pair of pants and t-shirt of Sage’s I could wear.
I tucked the other dirty clothes I had borrowed into my purse along with the outfit I had worn out on Friday.
I’d be sure to add her stuff to my laundry and get them back to her as soon as possible.
Now the boxers and shirt of Grayson’s; I left for him to wash and didn’t feel an ounce of guilt over it. Actually, I even giggled to myself.
While Grayson cleaned the kitchen and then ran the vacuum, I lounged on the couch flipping through channels.
When he finished, he plopped down beside me and snuggled me into his side.
Around two o’clock, Ryder and Sage walked through the side door.
The two of us hopped up to help them.
Grayson snatched some of the gift bags that were filled to over flowing with baby stuff and set them onto the bar, while I grabbed the diaper bag and placed it beside the overnight bag Ryder had dropped onto the floor.
“I’m so glad to be home.
That hospital bed was so uncomfortable.
She’s a good baby, but even when she was sleeping, I couldn’t get comfortable enough to get any decent sleep.”
Sage ambled into the living room with Jade nestled in her arms.
Ryder followed and helped her ease down onto the couch.
“I’m exhausted.”
“Neither one of us slept much.
That pull out sofa bed was horrible too.
They aren’t designed for someone my size.”
“He’s not wrong there.
I wanted him to go home and take a nap, but he wouldn’t leave me.”
Sage stared up at Ryder, her expression beaming with immense affection.
“Grayson and I can keep an eye on Jade while the two of you get some sleep, if you want.
We’re just planning to chill out on the couch.”
I gave Sage a warm smile.
“Oh my God.
That would be so nice.
I just fed her before we left the hospital so she should be good for maybe two hours.
Any amount of sleep in my own bed would be so welcome right now.
Thank you two so much.”
“We got this.
You two go get some rest.”
Grayson stretched his arms out to Sage.
She gently shifted Jade to his arms.
Then she and Ryder wandered back down the hall.
Grayson eased down onto the couch with the little bundle and I sat down beside him.
“Now you definitely don’t look like a big bad biker dude.
At least with Ryder’s long hair, the baby doesn’t detract too much from his image.
But don’t go letting your hair grow out.
I like the way you wear it.
You’re biker enough for me.”
“So what do we do with this thing?”
His question pulled a giggle from me.
“You cuddle her until she wakes up.
And then we’ll probably have to change her diaper.
And with any luck, we’ll be able to rock her back to sleep.
And then when she realizes she’s hungry we’ll have to wake up Sage. So hopefully Jade is really comfy in your arms so she sleeps for a long while. I know I find your arms incredibly comfy.”
Grayson shot me a heated look that slowly turned tender.
“Are you sure I can’t convince you to stay for dinner? I’m sure whatever Angel brings over will be delicious and there will be plenty of it for one more.”
He grinned.
“And when they feel as if they have made enough dinners for us and we need to start fending for ourselves again; you can help me fix dinner.”
I raised my eyebrow at him in amazement.
“We had been trying to cut back on all of our takeout.
So when Sage got pregnant, we kinda forced ourselves to eat better.
And she’s helped us out a lot.
She found a lot of easy recipes for us to use.
So we take turns making dinner for the three of us. But it could easily turn into the four of us.”
“Maybe another time.
I don’t want to stay really late.
And I definitely will help you cook some other evening.”
The thought made my insides all warm and fuzzy, picturing Grayson and I doing something a normal couple would do.
“You and I have dibs on cooking dinner the first night Angel doesn’t bring us food.”
“Deal.”
Jade slept for a little over an hour.
When she woke up, I changed her diaper and then Grayson and I amused her with nonsense talk.
Well, more like bored her.
She fell asleep for close to another hour, but when she woke up this time she cried.
We figured it was time to wake Sage so she could feed her.
“I guess we need to do something else with this thing, huh? Not sure we’re going to cut it anymore.”
After rising from the sofa, Grayson strolled down the hall with Jade in his arms, her wails increasing in volume.
He knocked on their bedroom door.
“Hey you two sleepy heads, I don’t have the equipment to feed this thing.
You might want to take care of her before she morphs into a monster or something.”
I chuckled.
Oh my God.
How the hell did Sage not beat the shit out of him daily?
The three of them stepped into the living room and Sage settled herself on a recliner with Jade cradled in her arm and lifted her shirt, while Ryder stood behind her, running his hands through her hair.
Grayson plopped back down beside me.
“Thank you for taking care of this thing while we napped.”
Sage lifted her eyebrow at Grayson, her lips curling up in amusement.
The four of us hung out talking while Sage fed Jade and then for a little while afterward.
Then Grayson took me home.
It was kinda crazy I only lived about ten minutes from Grayson’s place.
The small house I rented with Dani was painted crème with the trim a wine color.
It was a modest two bedroom that had a bathroom, living room, and kitchen.
It suited the two of us just fine.
Neither one of us ever brought anyone home and we normally went out instead of having friends over. So the small place was homey and easy to maintain.
He walked me up the short walkway to my front porch.
It was small, but large enough to house a small swing and two wicker chairs with a glass table between them.
After a hard passionate kiss goodbye, he pulled away and smirked.
“Text me when you know what evenings you are free.
And you can sext me anytime in between too.”
“I’ve never sexted anyone before.
I may not be any good at it.
You won’t make fun of me, will you?”
I wasn’t sure I could be as racy as he was used to.
I actually feared I might be quite terrible at it and most likely embarrass myself.
“No fucking way.
And I’m sure you’ll be perfect at it.
And if all else fails, just send me nudes.”
He shot me a wink before pressing another quick kiss to my lips.
“I don’t know about that.
What if it ends up out in cyberspace somewhere? For anyone and everyone to see?”
Shaking my head, I shivered.
“I don’t think you have to worry about that but if it concerns you, then just sexy texts.
And then after we’ve been dating awhile, I’ll snap some sexy pictures of you to save on my phone.
No sending them.
That way you’ll know they’ll be for my eyes only.
And I of course will allow you to take some of me as well.”
That devilish grin I loved so much crawled across his face.
I rolled my eyes.
“We’ll discuss this topic at a later time.”
And that time could very well end up never.
He could see me naked whenever he wanted, but I wasn’t sure about him housing pictures like that of me on his phone.
But time would tell.
“Fair enough.
Sext me later tonight.”
Trailing his hands down to cup my ass cheeks, he gave them a squeeze.
Then he waited for me to unlock my door and step inside before he headed down to his bike.
Once the roar of his engine faded into the distance, I closed my door and released a sigh.
Fuck, I really liked him and was going to be spending a lot of time with him.
I just had to figure out the dad issue.
Shaking those troubling thoughts away as I stood in my living room, I took in a few deep breaths.
And immediately regretted it.
Damn, she still hadn’t cleaned out the hamster cage.
UGH.
Well, I had planned to run the vacuum since I was hoping to be busy this week.
I’d give that a cleaning as well.
Thank goodness Grayson hadn’t walked me inside.
Although I didn’t know how he hadn’t gotten a whiff when I had opened the door.
Hoping to get some of the smell to dissipate, I opened the side window in our living room a little to air it out a bit.
I’d have to remember to close it as soon as I was done in the shower so it wouldn’t get too stuffy in here.
I think maybe it was time to get a decent air freshener to help out with this stinky pet problem.
Deciding to grab a shower first so I could throw Sage’s borrowed clothes in with my laundry and get them back to her the next time I was with Grayson, I strolled back the hall to my room.
After stepping inside, I tugged off my clothes and snatched the dirty stuff from my purse to drop all of the items into my laundry basket.
For a tiny house, we were blessed with decent sized rooms.
The window on the side wall with maroon colored curtains let in the perfect amount of light.
The comforter covering my queen size bed matched the curtains and the walls were a soft peach which complimented the darker materials and the wood stains of my dresser and nightstand.
Grabbing a pair of jean shorts and pink tank top, I strode across the hall to the bathroom.
It was on the smaller side, but even with a shower, toilet, compact closet, and vanity, the space was sufficient and with the light blue walls it felt larger.
When I was finished, I pulled on the clean clothes and then headed to my room to grab the stuff to be washed before walking through the kitchen to the little side room that housed our compact washer and dryer.
On my way back through, I grabbed the vacuum from the pantry and paused at the refrigerator to peruse my dinner prospects.
Not much; it would probably end up being grilled cheese and tomato soup.
Which actually sounded rather tasty.
But one of us needed to stop at the grocery store tomorrow after work.
Heading into the living room, I glanced at the hamster cage with disgust.
Why couldn’t I just suck the chips out rather than taking the time to scoop them out? Then when I was finished vacuuming, I could empty the canister into the trash can outside.
I liked that idea better and it also saved me having to search Dani’s room for what I would need to do it the normal way.
So before I ran the vacuum over the carpet, I connected the hose attachment, switched on the machine, and dipped the hose into the cage.
After a few moments, I smiled at how effective this method was and debated whether I should tell Dani about it or not, when without warning a tan and white ball of fur flew out of the purple tunnel Buttons –
Dani’s hamster – had been in and into the hose and on into the vacuum.
Releasing a screech, I shut off the machine and stared at it in horror.
What had I done?
When my phone buzzed in my pocket, startling me, I jumped.
Then as soon as I had half of my wits back together, I pulled it out of my pocket with the hand not currently holding the murder weapon and eyed the screen.
Thank God it was Grayson and not Dani.
Tapping on accept, I held it up to my ear.
“Oh my God Grayson I told you Dani never cleans her hamster’s cage and it started to smell really bad so I decided to clean out the used chips with the hose from the vacuum and I sucked him up he’s probably all chopped up now I can’t look she’s going to kill me oh my God what have I done?”
My words tripped over one another as I released my freak out on one long breath and slumped to the ground.
After a beat of silence, Grayson’s soothing deep voice came across the line.
“Breathe Princess.
He’s okay.
He’s probably pissed off at you so I wouldn’t try to pet him when he comes out.
He’ll probably try to bite you.”
“What if he’s just tufts of fur now mixed in with blood and the other lint and dust bunnies in there?”
“There aren’t sharp blades at the end of the hose.
He’s not chopped up.
Maybe you should call the fire department to rescue him.”
I could hear the laughter in his voice.
“Does someone need to get him out?”
His amused tone had me breathing a little easier, but I was still worried about the smelly ball of fur.
“I can’t call the fire department.
I know you’re just teasing.”
“You don’t have to call anyone.
He’ll find his own way out.”
While Grayson continued to reassure me the hamster would be just fine, a little furry face, looking quite shell shocked, popped out of the hose and then the rest of him shot out and scurried across the floor.
Dropping my phone, I dove after him to catch the fur ball.
I didn’t need him getting into anything else that could possibly cause him harm.
Surprisingly when I wrapped my hands around him, he didn’t bite me and I set him carefully back into his cage.
However before I could get back to my discarded phone, pounding on my front door exploded along with a deep voice taunting, “Open the door, pretty girl, before I knock it down.”
His threat triggered my body to jerk in alarm.
Then a brief moment of panic seized me before I got my wits about me.
“Get out of here before I call the cops! And I have a gun I won’t hesitate to use.”
I yelled back, thinking the mention of a weapon would get him to leave.
“They won’t get here in time.”
He sneered.
“And I’m armed as well.
I’d love the chance to see which one of us would win in a fight.”
His pounding grew more forceful and my door shook with the thuds.
Grayson bellowing from my phone drew my attention away from the door.
I snatched my phone from the floor and put it up to my ear.
“What the fuck is going on, Brooke? I’m on my way.”
Between his anxious tone and him calling me by my actual name, I knew he was as rattled as me.
“You don’t have to, Grayson.
Just stay on the line with me until the cops come.
They’ll be here shortly.
The house alarm rings right to them.
My dad has it set up that way.”
The high pitched wail in the distance indicated that was still the case.
“Besides, I have a gun and I know how to use it.”
The banging on my door continued, rattling the pictures hanging on the front wall of my house, with the asshole tossing out more threats.
But before I could retreat to my bedroom to grab my gun, I recalled .
.
.
fuck, the open window.
I sprinted across my living room and slammed the thing closed and locked it.
Then I resumed reassuring Grayson it would be alright. Amazingly, I was able to keep my voice calm even as my entire body shook with fear.
“They don’t even call to see if it’s legit or not. They just show up and sort things out when they get here.”
“Doesn’t matter.
I’m almost there.
But I’m keeping you on the line until I actually see you.”
The roaring of his bike accelerating covered whatever he said next.
But it wouldn’t have mattered because in the next instant the siren’s deafening decibels clued me in to the fact the police had just pulled up.
Rushing to my front door, which I had just noticed wasn’t rocking from its hinges anymore; I peeked out the small window to see my dad rushing up the side walk.
Flinging the door open, I allowed him to tug me into his chest.
“Are you okay, Brooke?”
His strong arms held me tight.
“I was just in the next neighborhood when your alarm sounded.”
“I think so.
Just a little shaken up.
Where did the asshole go?”
I glanced over my dad’s shoulder, but no one else was on the porch.
“I don’t know, but I sent Jimmy to search around your place and the nearby houses.”
“He was pounding the hell out of my door and yelling like a maniac.
What the hell is wrong with people?”
Before he could respond, a motorcycle thundered down my street and skidded onto my lawn.
Grayson had barely turned off his ignition before laying his bike in the grass and racing up the steps to stand before my dad and me.
“Shit, Brooke.
Your line went dead.
You scared the fuck out of me.”
Grayson eyed me up and down, probably looking for new bruises, before he swung his gaze to my dad.
“Chief Nolan.”
My dad’s responding turbulent glare had me bracing for a showdown.